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Not to mention the actions of Fang Mu and his companions, the performances of the other people on the field were also different.

Upon hearing this news suddenly, the outer sect disciples who came to watch the ceremony on the north side of the square had different expressions, ranging from shock, excitement, sympathy, etc.

As one of the largest sects in Yizhou, the Liehuo Sect naturally has a very high status. Once the path of inheritance is cut off, it will inevitably decline. This may not be a bad thing for other sects.

The expressions of the disciples of the Fiery Flame Sect on both the east and west sides changed drastically, and they were extremely worried.

Although the true meaning of burning and extinguishing is out of reach for these ordinary disciples, and they may not be able to touch it in this lifetime, but at least they still have a thought. Now that the thought has been cut off and the future of the Liehuo Sect is still unknown, how can these disciples not worry?

Among them, Boss Mo had the ugliest expression. As one of the few people in the Liehuo Sect who practiced the Heart Sutra of Burning All Dharmas, although he seemed restless and not focused on his practice, the golden lamp was related to his own path. Hearing the bad news, he was the most upset.

Even Lou Yi and Situ Feng's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at each other, full of confusion.

Lou Yi flicked his sleeves lightly, and something flew out from inside Yunding Mountain. It instantly traveled hundreds of meters and appeared in front of Lou Yi. It was the thing that extinguished the golden lamp.

Everyone looked up and saw that the golden lamp was golden in color, octagonal in shape, simple in shape, and as smooth as a mirror, shining brightly. However, the flame where the wick was originally was extinguished.

"This thing can carry the true meaning, it is indeed extraordinary."

Fang Mu could tell at a glance that this golden lamp was extraordinary. Although it was called a golden lamp, it was actually made of extremely precious red copper. Only such a rare treasure could carry the true meaning of burning and extinguishing.

Although the lights were out at this moment, Fang Mu could still sense a remnant of the artistic conception of burning all things and destroying all living beings. If an expert could restore this true meaning, the lights would naturally reignite.

"Exercise, how did you find out that the golden lamp was extinguished?"

Lou Yi gently stroked the golden lamp and asked Zhang Xingquan with a normal expression.

Although Lou Yi's expression was not as shocked as he had expected, but rather seemed to be indifferent, Zhang Xingquan felt even more uneasy.

But it was too late to regret now, Zhang Xingquan could only bite the bullet and continue:

“Master, I am an old acquaintance of Brother Zhou from the Heavenly Demon Sect and Brother Ye from the Forget Dust Sect. The night before yesterday, the three of us were reminiscing about the past in the courtyard and discussing skills with our souls. We inadvertently sensed that someone had entered the secret room where the golden lamp was.

"The Golden Lamp Chamber is a forbidden area of ​​our sect. Only a few people can enter. After Master went into seclusion, it has been guarded by disciples. Brother Zhou and I will go check it out."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingquan's face was filled with sorrow.

“But I didn’t expect that it was Senior Brother Mo who brought his good friend into the Golden Lamp Chamber. I don’t know what they did to extinguish the Golden Lamp and cut off the inheritance of our sect.

"I wanted to fight them to the death, but my cultivation is far inferior to that of Senior Brother Mo's friend. My death doesn't matter, but I have to let you know that they destroyed my sect's heritage. I can only wait for Master to come out of seclusion. Today, in front of all the brothers in the sect and other guests watching the ceremony, I have to tell you."

Zhang Xingquan looked at Boss Mo who was stunned on the spot with a face full of grief and anger.

"Senior Brother Mo, you are also a true disciple of our Fiery Flame Sect. Why would you do such a thing and cut off the future of our sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the field suddenly burst into an uproar and turned their eyes to Boss Mo.

"You are slandering me, Zhang Xingquan. Don't wrongly accuse me."

Feeling wronged for no apparent reason, Boss Mo couldn't help but start cursing.

"I am also practicing the Heart Sutra of Burning All Dharmas, so why would I cut off my own path? If I had known that you, Zhang Xingquan, disliked me, you wouldn't have framed me like this."

"That's right. It shouldn't be Senior Brother Mo. Even though he doesn't like to practice, he won't cut off his own path."

"Given the character of Senior Brother Mo, it is impossible for him to do such a thing."

"Yes, Young Master, you must have seen it wrong,"

"........."

What Boss Mo said made sense, and many disciples of the Liehuo Sect spoke up to support him.

Fang Mu was somewhat dumbfounded by Zhang Xingquan's words. The good friend of Boss Mo he was referring to was obviously himself!

I didn't expect that such a turn of events would happen when I was invited to attend the ceremony.

This was the first time that Fang Mu was framed. While he was a little angry, he also developed some interest in Zhang Xingquan.

"Although Yidao is not a diligent practitioner, he is an honest man and would never do such a thing. Junior Brother Zhang, please stop talking nonsense."

Situ Feng's face turned pale and his tone became bad.

At this moment, a voice came from the north of the square.

"As Mo Yidao's master, Elder Situ is naturally speaking for him, but Brother Zhang and I saw this with our own eyes, so it cannot be false."

Fang Mu looked over and found that the person who was speaking was a burly man. He guessed that he was the one who spied on him before. He sneered and just watched his performance quietly.

Zhou Tong continued:

"Logically speaking, Mo Yidao would not cut off his own path, but what if it concerns the position of the sect leader?

“After Senior Lou went into seclusion, the Burning Golden Lamp was left in the care of Brother Zhang. If anything bad happened to the Golden Lamp while he was in charge, Brother Zhang would naturally be held responsible, and he would not be able to sit on the throne as the Young Sect Master, let alone inherit the position of Sect Master in the future.

“Once Brother Zhang loses power, Mo Yidao will be able to take over his position as the young leader, and it will not be long before he becomes the next leader of the Liehuo Sect.

"Compared to the throne of the sect leader, what's the difference between cutting off one's own path and losing it, right, Mo Yidao?"

Zhou Tong's words really made people think a lot. Not only the disciples of Liehuo Sect, but even the disciples from other sects who came to watch the ceremony couldn't help but imagine a palace fight for the throne.

"Bullshit, I have never thought about becoming a sect leader, don't try to wrongly accuse me!"

Old Mo's face flushed red with anger. If Situ Feng hadn't held him down, he would have drawn his sword and slashed at Zhou Tong.

Just looking around, he saw that the other disciples who had originally trusted him were looking at him with complicated expressions. They were obviously confused by Zhou Tong's words and began to doubt him.

"The golden lamp is the treasure of our sect. It is difficult to extinguish it without the cultivation of a grandmaster. Although my disciple has some skills, he is still far from it. Don't say that his friend has the realm of a grandmaster."

Unlike Boss Mo's anger, Situ Feng calmed down at this moment and clarified the misunderstanding for his apprentice.

Facing Situ Feng's questioning, Zhou Tong laughed.

"I don't think highly of Mo Yidao's cultivation, but I admire his ability to make friends.

"The good friend who went with him that night was naturally Zhao Ming from the Iron Fist Sect, who is on good terms with you, Elder Situ! He is indeed a great master, and the culprit who extinguished the golden lamp!"

Fang Mu had been in the Liehuo Sect for quite some time, and the fact that he and Situ Feng were brothers had been widely circulated, so most people present knew him as the master from the Iron Fist Sect.

At this time, Zhou Tong pointed his spearhead directly at Fang Mu, and everyone looked at him in an instant.

"Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately I am still far from reaching the level of a grandmaster."

Although Fang Mu was now able to fight across levels and was not inferior to an ordinary grandmaster, he was still far behind in realm. He was actually somewhat happy that Zhou Tong mistakenly thought he was at the level of a grandmaster.

"Brother Zhao is a good man, but I don't think you are a good person..."

Fang Mu's expression was indifferent, without any change. However, Ye Qingci from the Sword Sect couldn't help but speak. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Mo Qingyang covered her mouth. She stammered and couldn't utter a word. She could only stare at Zhou Tong fiercely.

"Little Junior Sister, please stop talking. This matter is of great importance and we cannot interfere. Besides, Brother Zhao is not so easy to be wronged."

Seeing Ye Qingci struggling to continue speaking, Mo Qingyang hurriedly spoke to persuade her.

In fact, Mo Qingyang was more anxious than her. After all, this matter concerned the future and fate of Boss Mo. As his cousin, how could he not be anxious?

However, he came to watch the ceremony as a disciple of the Sword Sect, so it was not appropriate for him to interfere in the internal affairs of the Fiery Sect and he could only watch from the sidelines.

"It's alright, Qingci. I'd like to hear what Brother Zhou from the Tianyao Sect has to say."

It was not until Fang Mu spoke to comfort her and she saw that her expression was calm and she did not take Zhou Tong's words to heart that Ye Qingci calmed down.